3mnkids1
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Even though it is getting colder here I still have to have a fan on too sleep. Well, last night it somehow feel off the chest at the end of the bed and the front came off. I didn't know the front had come off when I went to pick it up ( It was 2:30 in the morning and pitch black)and It cut my finger. so I scream and start cussing and wake hubby up.. he ask what happen and I told him.. in between expletives of course... Its so dark I cant see a thing but I feel blood running down my hand. I of course start thinking i'm going to be on my hands and knees looking for part of my digit and run to the bathroom to see the damage.
Its cut pretty deep but its all still there. :laughing: I wrap it up and go into the bedroom and hubby has fixed the fan and is snoring away... In fifteen years I have never wanted to put a pillow over his face as much as I did at that moment.
how bout a little compassion.. how bout worrying just a little bit.. that's not too much to ask is it? When we got up this morning he was acting like everything was just peachy!.. hey! look at my FINGER! :laughing: so being the typical guy he ask.. "whatcha want me to do? run and get the amputation kit?"... jerk.
Its cut pretty deep but its all still there. :laughing: I wrap it up and go into the bedroom and hubby has fixed the fan and is snoring away... In fifteen years I have never wanted to put a pillow over his face as much as I did at that moment.

how bout a little compassion.. how bout worrying just a little bit.. that's not too much to ask is it? When we got up this morning he was acting like everything was just peachy!.. hey! look at my FINGER! :laughing: so being the typical guy he ask.. "whatcha want me to do? run and get the amputation kit?"... jerk.